War n Life

They say,
" it's never easy to kill a person,looking him in the Eye",

But, come to think of it, It was never easy to accept so many
harsh truths about life for all of us.
I remember my first visit to the slaughter house, i swore to become a
vegiterian for the rest of my life when i saw a chicken being killed ruthelessly
right in front of my immaculate soul that has never been so close to death.
What happened after that ???
i was a vegiterian for about 5 years but slowly
my point of view changed, i was by then aware of the darwin's principle
"Survival of the Fittest".

This, may not be analagous to what goes in the mind of a soldier before he
reloads for another rampage, he might be trained to kill,
" Pride of the Nation, The spirit of America, Freedom and Justice for all "
could be some of the strong convictions
that might have given him the impetus to join the army
or it might have been mere poverty, which is by statistics a dominant factor.

All these great ideals, may have kept him strong during the
strenuous training, where he is trained to be a rutheless killer
who doesnt think twice before pulling the trigger.
But, on the battle field the sight of a dying person, those cries of
help would be resonating in his mind not those high ideals or the
tough pep talks of his commanding officer.

These events must have made him question the very cause of his actions,
the glimpse of truth put him in this utter state of depression and lack of
motivation. A state of remorse, will clatter his hands and they will
tremble at the mere sight of the enemy, at this point it boils down to a corollary
Darwin's Good Ole principle, "Survival of the Quickest"
He makes his way throgh all the hard days, returns home to a soldiers welcome and
spends the first day or two thinking it's all over.

But, little does he realise that he is no longer the same person, some thing deep down inside him has changed, the whole concept of a country and the "Line of Control", will look
funny and hypothetical, cause he knows that they dont exist.
Some go up in ranks, some quit, some become veterans these doesnt interest me
But there are some who become "Serial Killers", Obsessed and Haunted by their
past life, they suffer dellusions , scenes of war are still visible in front of their
eyes, they are still fighting, but this time the enemy doest have a name, he doest
have a batallion, he comes in many forms. All he knows is that he has to be on the
gaurd, his hands on the trigger are pleading for action

How Does this Story End ???